Eight and a half months in and feeling great, cigs never cross my mind these days and I feel like I have this well under my control.
This weekend I drove to and from Scotland on my own. This should have been a bit of a trigger for me but not at all. Not even getting stopped on the M62 for nearly 2 hours in traffic....I can honestly say I never even thought about cigs.
Then last night, bed early as very tired and slept well. BUT I dreamt of being in that traffic jam with loads of cigs and I chain smoked all the way home....it was awful. I could taste them (not nice) I could smell them (worse) and the ash got all over my lovely clean car and over me. My hair was stinking and so were my hands, nightmare.
It was such a relief to wake up and realise it was a dream but strange that smoking is still there in my subconsious.
Just shows you think its beat but cant let our guard down.